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*a few years back*

I never talked to boys in my school even talking to the same gender as mine was like a great challange to me but somehow i did. If you ask me what my early teen has given me so definitely I will answer with the confidence to talk to females a bit without running away into the bushes if they started a conversation.

In my early teens my family admitted me into a boarding school. I was too nervous as I was never a person who would open up and talk to people. Yes, it sucks to be with people because its a human tendency to judge too quickly. Some people are there who won't judge you but trust me most of them does and thats what's scary. I will love to dive into a pile of paper with no picture but just words then to try to make a conversation.

That day I packed my bags and marched towards my hindi classes in another section. I placed my bag in the first bench near the gate and was about to sit when one of my male classmate asked me to watch out of the door. I looked and i saw another of my classmate looking stright in my direction. I just moved my seat to the second bench and hid without a word. Yes, you guessed it right I'm too underconfident to even stare at someone.

I'm beautiful i know not probably very much like to turn the heads around but definitely enough to feel eyes on my skin. That's the lamest thing because boys just look at any girl that passes by. Many people adore themselves for being beautiful but I just don't know why but Personally it feels more like a curse to me then a blessing. I don't know how to cherish this or how people cherish this but I don't know just how to be happy about being beautiful. I had always been a quite bird, The one who hides in a corner never letting her presence get noticed.

I don't know why people think just because I'm quite I'm being rude but only if they could look in my mind.

I flipped the pages of my hindi test book and started to study. It was a love story today. I kind of like love stories and I love reading. I never usually tell someone my interests and dislikes. Usually I love keeping them in delusion rather then to describe a total thing. I told a person once that I love reading and  writing but he just said it is such a weird and booring habit and I am a werid person to like it. Now he is my ex though.

The pages were fast turned and I liked how it was going so far. As the class was over I packed my bags and made my way though the halls to my room. It was the Last period after all and now all I can care about is to sing along with the rain's melody and have some noodles to myself.

I wonder how my life would be if I would be living in a fairy tale. Like I don't know but I'll love to know. God, I wish to be in a fairy tale. Where I'll be the Princess soon to be Queen who falls for a sacred knight. Wow thats amazing I must write something about it. I took out my pen and copy and started getting lost in the pages of my realm.

I too dream about knights and fictional men sometimes but in reality I'm the knight leading my battles.

And then the someone banged the door. Uhhhh "coming" I said

"Adwika can you do my front page and diagram of the biology project?"

I took the paper from her and shut my door again. Great! just great. She never even requested and I can never deny. I hate this habit of mine. Just because of this many people are friends with me. They'll always ask and I'll never say no.

I don't even know why and what I'm doing. Like why God? why me? Did I do something to you? I'm sorry

I need some air. I changed in a plain white tee with flower print on the front in a square and above which it was written bold and fearless which is totally so not me. I paired it with a black sports leggings and tucked and pulled the t-shirt. I put my white sliders in and pulled my hair up into a bun and as always put a scrunchie around my hand just in case. I took my specks and headed towards the library.

I was walking down the road towards the library. When I saw a ball coming in full speed in my direction.

I catched it and flipped it towards the basket. Yessssssssss that's a basket.

*Breaking the four wall*
Ohhh my god did you just wished for the ball to hit? Not so good guys. I might be like the Ocean calm and quiet but they also create tsunamis.

And there he was again staring in my direction and as always when I looked he just pulled away his gaze.

I don't understand why was he staring. I'm not even beautiful or even smart. I'm just a mess.

Anyways back to my way. After getting to the library I searched through the rows and rows of books. I then picked up better than the movies by lynn painter. It's the  third time I'm picking this book. I'm like kinda obsessed with it lately. I've a copy of it at home too.

The way this rom-com plays with your emotions is so beautiful and the way writing is done by  Miss painter has just added glitter to it.

The main carecter Liz and wes are just so adorable. I love them so much. I also love it starts with us like it ends us is okk but it starts with us is shimmering. I love Alyssa there and the way she is so strong, supportive and the perfect companion to go with. You could leave her in a room full of strangers and she will make friends with them. Also I like her husband Marshall along with Mr Corrigan offcourse. Hehe

I take the book to my room and start reading it. Again I'm giggling and kicking my feet in the air. Uhhhh, I love Bennett.
   
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" I'm not giving a character description this time I just feel like if you get to know them with the flow of the book it'll be much more fun. "

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